I feel like reading, writing, thinking - all at once, anything but sleeping. My mind is dancing, my fingers can't keep up. I hope my dreams are great tonight. A belly full of food, I feel peaceful but my racing mind won't settle. So visual. I wonder what Egypt will be like? Could this be a spiritual journey in disguise? Will it be what I imagined? Do I really have any preconceived thought about this trip? All I know is - I am officially excited!
More visions shimmy by, no thoughts attached to them. Just my weary smile acknowledges them. I am sinking further into my couch...
... my mind is growing weary now. Each new thought is burning out the previous. The colours of the visions dim. Only pastel colours now. But the dancing frenzy has slowed to a waltz. My lids are growing heavy. Gravity is taking hold of them. It is time to dream.
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